It was
in Seville on 2011 and my great-grandfather was entered on the
"UCI" because he had a bad problem. Me and my grandmother were going
to visit him every day so every day we had to take the train, after this we had
to have the bus and walk a little bit to go there. One day after we were
visiting him, we were on the bus going to the train station and when I saw the
train station I went out. After this I turn up my head and I was alone and the
bus was going. A few meters below the bus stopped and my grand-mother was
really nervous. She told to me "Why don't you say me nothing to me?"
and I only said the truth that I was thinking she was like me. She also said to
me she said to the bus-driver I had dropped the bus like the problem was mine.
But anyway I loved that moment when I saw my grand-mother going down the bus
with a head in her hair. We laugh a lot with it.
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